Recording the weekly Ricochet podcast just now, we got to talking about Ricochet member John Walker's post, below, asking if there aren't, here and there, at least a few slender grounds for
optimism about the future of the country. Rob Long, James Lileks, and our guests, Ricochet members Kenneth and Pilgrim--all replied, in a word, no.
Kenneth cited the illegitimacy rate, which is already high and still rising. Pilgrim referred to the economic mess. Rob made a brief but gallant effort to argue that, since the country has turned itself around before, it could do so once again. James disagreed, noting that whereas moral rot used to be looked upon as just that, moral rot, today the elite class in the country sees moral laxity of all kinds, including the dissolution of marriage, as a positive good.
How can we reverse the moral decay? The economic disarray? Our staggering indebtedness? When James tossed the conversation to me, I replied, pathetically, "I simply don't know."
Which statement, if I may, I would like briefly to amend here on the website: I don't know how we can find our way out, but I believe that optimism is warranted, even now. Why?
To quote William F. Buckley, Jr., speaking at a rally at Carnegie Hall during Khrushchev's 1960 visit to the United States--in other words, at the height of the Cold War:
Ladies and gentlemen, we deem it the central revelation of Western experience that man cannot ineradicably stain himself, for the wells of regeneration are infinitely deep. No temple has ever been so profaned that it cannot be purified; no man is ever truly lost; no nation is irrevocably dishonored. Khrushchev cannot take permanent advantage of our temporary disadvantage, for it is the West he is fighting. And in the West there lie, however encysted, the ultimate resources, which are moral in nature. Khrushchev is not aware that the gates of hell shall not prevail against us. Even out of the depths of despair, we take heart in the knowledge that it cannot matter how deep we fall, for there is always hope. In the end, we will bury him.
The wells of regeneration are infinitely deep. That isn't fancy happy talk. It's a statement of knowledge about the deep structure of reality--a statement of a basic article of the conservative faith.
When I heard him speak in Washington ten days ago, Congressman Paul Ryan proved
particularly striking in his sheer cheerfulness. If anyone has an impossible job--if anyone has reason for gloom--then surely it's the young chairman of the House Budget Committee, who faces mounting budgetary catastrophe and a popular president intent on thwarting his every effort to avert it. Yet Mr. Ryan proved at ease, spoke not only intelligently but serenely, and even managed to tell a couple of good jokes.
I'm with him.
I hereby resolve to cheer up--and keep fighting.